Aus tiefer Not schrei ich zu Dir

Robert Nef

“Of the distress of words and the consolation of music”.

“Music, word and cry” – thoughts on the relationship of “musica e parole”.

Theologians know the problem of making original texts understandable, the problem of double translation, first into German and then into today’s use of language and symbols, without falsification, without false ingratiation, true to Luther’s motto “Das Wort sie sollen lassen stahn”.
On the basis of individual passages from the choral cantata “Aus tiefer Not schrei ich zu dir” (I cry to you from deep distress) – Martin Luther’s rewriting of the 130th Psalm, which led to the song of the same name – I would like to express some thoughts on a problem that is important in music history and music theory: the fundamental question of the translation of the word into music and of music into the word, of the relationship between word and music, a problem that confronts every composer of vocal music. It also plays a major role in Bach’s literature.
Why – this question should be asked at the outset – does music in many cases become outdated much less quickly than texts? Do we have to compose music today instead of writing texts if we want to still be understood in 250 years? Is the goal of being understood later at all legitimate? Shouldn’t one limit oneself to at least being understandable today? In fact, I don’t believe that we preserve cultural heritage by distorting it to suit the tastes of the time. It is rather a matter of identifying and preserving what is valuable as such, even in times of lower demand, in order to hope for “the consolation of tomorrow”, as it says in the cantata text.
This may be true for literature, the visual arts and architecture: Only the highest quality can really endure, but what is built “on moist ground” according to the terminology of the cantata text, what “exists and does not fail”, cannot be conclusively decided from a human perspective. And that is just as well.
The words of most of Bach’s lyricists, which are by no means always particularly artfully, even bumpily, put together, survive thanks to music and thanks to the fact that language, as a cultural storehouse of the first order, is always more intelligent than the people who use it, more intelligent also than the poets. Bach did not simply set the words to music, he got to the bottom of their meaning and their sound and transposed both musically – as an ingenious decomposer and composer. To a certain extent, he was a translator, a mediator even between differently networked communication systems that each of us probably intuitively masters. It is therefore probably no coincidence that the text of the cantata “Aus tiefer Not schrei ich zu dir” (I cry to you from deep distress) says: “Wie oftte müssen neue Zeichen mein Herz erweichen?”

Texts formally unsuitable for music?
In his great Bach monograph, Albert Schweitzer devoted an entire chapter to the subject of what Bach’s word and tone are like. Schweitzer warns against a hasty disregard for the poets from whose texts Bach chose. “The relationship between Bach’s music and his texts is as lively as can be imagined. This is already evident in the outward appearance. The structure of the musical movement is not adapted by him to the structure of the word movement with more or less art, but is identical with it.”
Schweitzer generally considers Bach’s music to be declamatory rather than melodic. For him, a Bachian theme is an “invented sentence, which by chance, as by an ever-repeating miracle, takes melodic shape.” But if a work of art is a mixture of invention, design and chance, then the term miracle is justified. Every successful work of art is a miracle. And it is part of the essence of the miracle that one believes in it even, and especially, when one cannot explain it, which, for example, is known to be the case with love.
Here, our love for Bach is not to be talked down with the subtle musical-scientific-aesthetic observations of Albert Schweitzer or others. “We don’t want to talk our love to pieces” is the self-deprecating line at the end of Ingmar Bergmann’s award-winning film “Scenes from a Marriage” – and this after the whole film contains nothing but talking love to pieces … I would like to make one last reference to the theologian Albert Schweitzer: In connection with the theme of “musica e parole”, Schweitzer’s statement seems to me remarkable: “His (Bach’s, R.N.) texts are, formally considered, as unsuitable for music as is conceivable. A Bible verse does not form a musical period, not even a linguistic one, since it is not born out of a rhythmic feeling but out of the necessity of translation. And it was no better for the free texts that the librettists supplied him with. They, too, have no inner unity, since they are laboriously pieced together from Bible and hymnbook reminiscences. But if one reads the same sentences later in Bach’s music, they suddenly stand in a coherent musical period.”
It is not possible here to reflect all the musicological literature on the subject of “word and music”. However, in connection with the primacy of music, I would merely like to mark my own distance from a view that has long been outdated among musicologists and connoisseurs, but is still held in cultural bourgeois circles – especially with regard to operas and Mozart operas in particular. There are still music lovers who confuse a vocal work with a symphony and believe that one can simply indulge in the pleasure of the melodies and ignore the text, since it is of inferior quality anyway. Today’s performance practice in the original language, which is unfamiliar to the average audience, strongly counters this opinion.
It is therefore worth taking a closer look at what the composers themselves said about the question of who should serve whom, the music of the language or the language of the music? The controversy over the status of music and words was even addressed in a short opera by Antonio Salieri. It is entitled “Prima la musica e poi le parole – First the music and then the words” (A divertimento teatrale in one act on a text by Giovanni Battista Casti). Mozart performed the short opera “Der Schauspieldirektor” in the competition on the same evening, and the theme “Musica e Parole” occupied him throughout his life.
From Mozart comes the apt phrase about poetry being the “obedient daughter” of music. I quote from a letter dated 13 October 1781: “In an opera, poetry must be the obedient daughter of music. Why then do the French operas please everywhere, with all the misery as far as the book is concerned? Even in Paris, which I myself witnessed? Because music reigns there and one forgets everything about it.
Those who rejoice after this passage from the letter and believe that, based on it, one can also forget the text of Mozart’s operas, fail to realise that Mozart dealt very intensively with his libretti and also worked on them. He was anything but indifferent to the text; indeed, he was always concerned to merge the music with the feelings of his characters expressed in words as intensively as possible and to express even that which would not be equally perceptible in the words alone. When poetry is declared the “obedient daughter”, this means anything but that it can be ignored. Vocal music, music with words, wants to communicate everything that is contained in the words and word combinations and, in addition, to express that which cannot be grasped in words but which can be emotionally conveyed in music as a meta-language, which does not replace language but enhances its expression.

Dialogue between language and musical metalanguage
From this point of view, the word is at the beginning, and the word becomes the material that becomes even more comprehensible and even more immediately effective through musical invention and composition. Language and musical metalanguage combine in a wonderful dialogue. From the composers’ and lyricists’ point of view, anyone who only concentrates on the meta-language misses out on part of the miracle of mediation through vocal music.
Even Richard Wagner, who was his own librettist and thought a lot about words, sound and rhythm, and who gave the German language priority in this respect, had his operas performed in France and England in translated versions so that the audience could at least follow the meaning. For it is only through this sense that the music becomes comprehensible – even for Wagner. This form of understanding the meaning makes it easier for the audience to use the technology available today of making the translation visible in the form of subtitles.
But back to Bach, where things seem to be a little more complex. For the Bach lover might find a counter-argument for the central role played by the text over the music in the fact that Bach himself occasionally added secular and sacred texts to one and the same music. Reasons of time have occasionally been put forward for this multiple use of existing compositions and their recombination in a patchwork with new texts, for example in the Christmas Oratorio. Those who take the trouble to analyse the subtle connections between text and music more closely will find that in most cases various texts are also connected in terms of meaning. Analogies between human and divine love, for example, or between a love song and a lullaby, are striking because they were used again and again by Bach.
The top-heavy and text-obsessed Reformation banned music from church services in many places. Thanks be to Luther that he himself loved music and found it “not-necessary” in the best sense, that is, compensating for a need’ a deficit. Namely, the deficit that biblical texts could lose their effect on the individual without the forcefulness of music. Not only the needs, but also the tastes are different. I am thinking of well-educated people who have no use for classical music or poetry and who have not read a poem or sung a song since their school days. People who openly confess that they cannot afford to read fiction or a sophisticated magazine. These, too, are possibly cries from deep distress, from the time crunch to which the cantata poet alludes: “When my affliction holds as with chains / one misfortune to another. In this situation, one would like to wish that the second verse section “so will my salvation save me, that everything will suddenly fall from me” would also be given a chance.

At the beginning and at the end: the cry
I do not want to close this little reflection without speaking of the actual discovery that Martin Luther gave me with his dramatised rewriting of the 130th Psalm. While the psalmist “cried out from the depths” – “De profundis clamavi ad te Domine” (nothing of “crying out” and nothing of “distress”) – Luther actually cries out of deep distress. He is probably recalling the cry, the cry of distress, that Jesus uttered before his martyrdom, according to the testimony of the Gospels, before he bowed his head and passed away. At the end was the cry, but the cry was not the end.
But what was in the beginning? Was it really the word, the word in the sense of the logos, that is, something structured by consonants and vowels, fundamentally intelligible, rational and head- or larynx-born? No. Anyone who has ever experienced the individual beginning of life at birth knows: in the beginning was the cry, whether it is a cry of distress or the cry of liberation at the first breaths, or simply a primal form of emotion, may remain open. In any case, the word is not, and the cry as an expression is probably closer to music than to language. That is why I would like to add a small cadence or coda at the end. With it, I want to pay homage to my home canton of Appenzell. There are also songs without words, and not only since Mendelssohn. I mean the natural yodel, the “Zäuerli”. Its origins are not completely clear. They are certainly not purely rational. If you listen carefully, you can sense the religious and the magical, a melody that drives away the evil spirits of loneliness and depression. Both are part of the alpine dairyman’s life, which is not always just “luschtig”. Whenever things get too sentimental, the natural yodel makes itself heard again with a “whoop”, a cry of pleasure.
Albert Nef, brother of the renowned Basel musicologist Karl Nef, has set some of Julius Ammann’s Appenzell homesickness poems to music, as songs with words, but occasionally appended to them a yodel without words.

I quote:

Mi Ländli
Mi Ländli ischt e Schöpfigslied
hed herrgottschöni Strophe.
Fangt leesli meteme Jödeli aa.
You should know that it’s good for the people.

The melody grows and grows
one verse after the next
All over the hillside
The friendly song wanders.

At last there’s a whoop,
Heavenly happy,
You can stay and laugh.
The Lord God has let us use it
To make it on the Säntis.

My country is a song of creation
Has beautiful verses
Begins softly with a little yodel
As if it were only for children.

The melody grows and grows
One beautiful little verse after the other
From hill to hill then wanders
The friendly little song goes on.

At last comes a whoop,
A heavenly joy
It’s almost enough to make you cry or laugh
The Lord God himself has cast it out
In the middle of creating the Säntis.

So this is the Appenzell answer to the question of the relationship between words and music: in the beginning there was the yodel and in the end the cry, the whoop.

Literature
– Julius Ammann, Appezeller Spröch ond Liedli, complete edition of the poetry collections, Herisau, Trogen 1976
– Albert Schweitzer, Johann Sebastian Bach, Leipzig 1908
– Stefan Sonderegger, Appenzeller Sein und Bleiben, Niederteufen, Herisau 1979

This text has been translated with DeepL (www.deepl.com).